Monthly Archives: December 2016

2-Strats, Cornhouse and Luke-Ass not only get themselves shut down by the fuzz, but in the process get themselves dissed by the two smug cops as well. A disastrous house show all told. I will mail a poster to whomever can tell me in a comment what town this comic must take place in.

Holy shit, I just was wandering with Negrito around SJSU, looking for containers to recycle, when wouldn’t you know it I happened by chance across the biggest stash of roadbeers that I ever found: 7 Pyramid Haywire Hefeweizens (or in Santa Cruz, heffenwisen) plus an eighth of something I forgot.

They’d been put out in the office wastebasket outside the door to a department of the university that will go unnamed. I immediately shared a few with the first lady who walked by so you know I’m not greedy.

This is the biggest stash I’ve ever found in one shot, and brings me up towards the 20 mark of total roadbeers found since I’ve been counting!

I tried to share the good news by finding some free beer-finders’ forum but all I found was http://freebeer.org. But these louies don’t know jack about free beer! Share your free beer story in a comment below!

UPDATE: I think it’s called Haywire Hefeweizen because they fucked it up. It’s gross, no head whatsoever. Maybe the department that shall not be named left it out in the sun or something.

Propitiously, auspiciously, precipitously ran into Desmond Reed‘s work by chance on Tumblr, which for all the fat and noise is really one of the few places left one can sign on and see a ton of awesome art with relatively little digging.

A celebration of life’s will to grow, Those Dark New Hampshire Woods concerns a few weeks in the life of its denizens, rendered from all of whose perspective, looking inward and showing us how it is from over their shoulders, not unlike As I Lay Dying.
The book, like all great stories, like in Faulkner or Bolaño, distinguishes itself both through its place in a universe all its own as well as its exposition of the stories within that world in an elegant and silly spiral of nested and/or tangentially-related vignettes.
Amongst other instantly-relatable characters we meet the drifter, who drifts, the scumbag, the wild hairy uncles, the world’s smallest pervert, who seeks happiness despite being on the other side of existence.

The obscene god of rebirth from Those Dark New Hampshire Woods

It is in the story of the Scumbag and the Troubled Teen that we encounter the persistent theme of nature’s regeneration, presented by means of the cloning by pore of the characters, reducing the proud, complex human down to the physiognomy of the plant kingdom. The joy with which their bodies relentlessly reproduce cycles through the setting and creates a second whirling narrative wheel.
My only gripe is what the hell is going on in the New Hampshire woods, and how does one end up there?Those Dark New Hampshire Woods is a work of modest comic art blessed with satisfying textual depth, a work of literature not to be missed in the 2016 crop.

I also got the second one but honestly I haven’t even read it yet. I’m too blown away.
The books are published by Birdcage Bottom Books, and when you buy stuff from them you get a bunch of extra stuff!https://www.birdcagebottombooks.com